a thing, that numbers imagine you may go and see it at Charing Cross. Indeed, our officers, who are going to Flanders, don't quite like it; they are afraid it should grow the fashion to fight, and that a pair of colours should no longer be a sinecure. I am quite unhappy about poor Mr. Chute: besides, it is cruel to find that abstinence is not a drug. If mortification ever ceases to be a medicine, or virtue to be a passport to carnivals in the other world, who will be a self-tormentor any longer—not, my child, that I am one ; but, tell me, is he quite recovered ?
I thank you for King Theodore's declaration2, and wish him success with all my soul. I hate the Genoese; they make a commonwealth the most devilish of all tyrannies!
We have every now and then motions for disbanding Hessians and Hanoverians, alias mercenaries; but they come to nothing. To-day the party have declared that they have done for this session; so you will hear little more but of fine equipages for Flanders: our troops are actually marched, and the officers begin to follow them— I hope they know whither ! You know in the last war in Spain3, Lord Peterborough4 rode galloping about to inquire for his army.
But to come to more real contests ; Handel has set up an Oratorio against the operas, and succeeds. He has hired all the goddesses from farces and the singers of Eoast See/5
February 8,1743. The Austrians and Sardinians, under Counts Traun and d'Apremont, defeated the Spaniards under Count de Q-ages, on the Panaro, an affluent of the Po.
2 See Gent. Mag., 1743, p. 110.
8 The War of the Spanish Succession.
* Charles Mordaunt (circ. 165&-1735), third Earl of Peterborough, prominent in his day as general, admiral, diplomatist, and author. His principal exploit as Commander-
in-Chief of the English forces in Spain was the capture of Barcelona (Sept. 1705). Horace Walpole, in the account of Peterborough in Royal and Noble Authors, remarks that he is said to have 'seen more kings and more postilions than any man in Europe.'
5 It was customary at this time for the galleries to call for a ballad called ' The Eoast Beef of Old England,' between the acts, or before or after the play. Walpole.